Saturday, June 02, 2007

Venezuelan Pie: music and bolivarian poetry

An Interested Observer here: When I read a certain recent post, I couldn’t help but start thinking of this. This goes to the tune of "American Pie,” which can be heard here (with apologies to Don McLean, and a nod to Weird Al Yankovic), though the original song is somewhat longer than this – six verses! I wrote this version from the imaginary perspective of a long-time Chavez supporter who just can’t abide the RCTV shut-down.

Lula, perhaps?

A long, long time agoI can still rememberHow your speeches used to make me smileAnd I knew if you had a chanceYou could make those people danceAnd maybe they'd be happy for lifeBut May 28 made me shiverWith the bad news you deliveredNo more RC on the TVJust because you said it had to beI have to wonder if you criedCause it seems they wounded your prideAnd I realized down deep insideThat was the day the Robolution died

So bye, bye Bolivarian guyI thought you were a democrat now I know it's a lieAnd the Chavistas are drinking whisky all nightNot knowing it's the day their dreams diedIt's the day their dreams died

I remember back in 98Everybody thought you were greatDidn't we all tell you so?Then you wrote the book in blueAnd we put all our faith in youTo follow wherever you would goWell, I know you were a coupster tooBut I thought that you had paid your duesAnd turned over a new leafNot taking power like a thiefAnd all those guys before you suckedA blow for freedom I thought you’d struckBut I knew I was out of luckThe day the Robolution died

I started singingBye, bye Bolivarian guyI thought you were a democrat now I know it's a lieAnd those Chavistas are drinking whisky all nightNot knowing it's the day their dreams diedIt's the day their dreams died

Now for eight years we've been led by youAnd it hasn’t been perfect, yes that’s trueBut that’s the price of being empire-freeLike the endogenous economySeems to mean more of you and less of meWell, if that's how it has to beYou promised a new future for our landAnd we were eating out of your handWe leftists finally got our turnThe IVth would never returnAnd you quoted Lenin and MarxThough in their time they missed the markNow we’re singing dirges in the darkOn the day the Robolution died

Now we’re singingBye, bye Bolivarian guyI thought you were a democrat now I know it's a lieAnd those Chavistas are drinking whisky all nightNot knowing it's the day their dreams diedIt's the day their dreams died

Now I probably should have got a clueBy those other things you used to doBut I wanted so bad to believeYou packed the Assembly and courts tooWith folks who never would argueAnd it seemed you’d never want to leaveAnd oil prices have been sky-highAnd there’s still not enough food to buyBut I thought I’d still give you a chanceBecause I liked your anti-Bush stanceBut now though the country appealedYou say you’ll never, ever yieldYour autocratic ways were not concealedThe day the Robolution died

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OK, maybe hard to sing on occasion as the meter blows from the original, but still, the point comes across, no? Geeez, I tell you, these readers.....

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